Exterior car – night
 Well, I know Kellie didn’t so much and I send her my condolences. Here’s hoping she either gets past it or over it. It sucks to be in a house with someone you can’t stand.
 I now know how to make eleven – count ‘em! E-L-E-V-E-N different dinners. OK, three of them are variations of spaghetti, but whatever. The boys eat every bite.
 Really! The two Bigglest Boys are age 8 and 4, and they can tell you every flight director and astronaut that the U.S. manned space program ever had. Neither one of them know who Kobe Bryant is.
 Which, I am.
 Ibid. Yum.